The feeling came back
driting into my heart
i know you told me not to
i knew i couldn't from the start
i want that feeling
the blood running down my wrist
all the stinging
i so dearly missed
i want to taste the blood
its sweet little taste
everything goes away
so much to waste
the blade in my hand
thoughts in my head
how i lay here wishing
that i was already dead
but one day i will make it true
end this horrible life
no more putting myslef down
no more living in strife.
